Artist: John Anster
Lyrics of Artist: John Anster
  1. [Lyric] Sonnet (John Anster)

    If I might choose where my tired limbs shall lie When my task here is done, the oak's green crest Shall rise above my grave--a little mound, Raised in some cheerful village cemetery. And I could wish that, with unceasing sound, A lonely mountain rill was murmuring by In music through the long soft twilight hours. And let the hand of her whom I love...Learn More
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